Dark cherub
Plucking her goat skin
Harp strings in time signatures
Banned before Day One plans to maintain
Mandorla:
Plays for play,
Scales spiteful notes: a culling lullsound
(Here falls one sleepy pilgrim):
Plays tones eternal,
Fingers prick
moments
(when black coffee
settles in the belly
yet has not asserted effect)
collect –
queasy
wooden windchimes
dongling formidable
and they usher some thunderclouds:
stormvane –
embers
unred, ready
to forecast new lightning
burns, old powervanes, landing spots:
pent up
sanded,
four scattergrained
thoughts form glimmerdesert:
aspersed sparseness shatters and waves
(the heat)
Top witch
Licks brown bluntskin,
Snaps her fingers for fire,
Breathes a language of curlicues
At you:
Magik
Slithers updown
Two helixed red-dirt worms
Neith the twitch of catfish whiskers
(be hooked!)
And-And
Branching,
Trifurcating,
Gaeaéa slinks and quops
With fat, grabby anemones
For mouths:
Come down.
Up from dirt ground
Brown with cracked locust shells,
Snake pelts, microscopic hellmouths,
She comes
no two nebulae
wake simultaneous
the sheathed hibiscus
maddeningly blooms
(you’re passion flowers
and i’m a dumb goat)
one seamless caffeine
dream bleeds into
my white nighttime
a cloud soaks by like
a soggy napkin
god makes brand new stars
in universes
that we never glimpse
except when we think
and your old saturn
growls to complete stop
just outside my house
i’m under your love
when you swing around
like one cool comet
well yeah come collide
Essence (Of Reduction) Lies at the very core (Of all the binaries & the Yang/yins) “First there were none. And first, there was one.” All One thing (for me). The rain In my morning …
Source: One Very Heart
Praying
Quick. My specter
Limps like one tough goat, goes
Beside me in His evening heat:
“Not yet
Not yet”
Then in the cool of His morning
I Am, my oldest ghost,
Acquiesces,
Says yeah
ponder
neat new structure
trip across a soft dance
in your sockfeet after partners
still sleep
suspent
greenhouse mist, hang
brainways, multiply light,
trillionate the rainbow, promise
growth will
momma
talks to lamb light
he hurts her just to teach
so i don’t capitalize god
no more
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